one day i was walking in a park, it was almost three
i decided to go out after the meal and just was relaxing
then suddenly i heard a voice, speaking to me,
he told me to buy a gun and shoot someone.
i said that this is a [bad word]  what the [bad word] 
i don't wanna kill people.
he answered nothing, but then i felt a terrible pain
in my head and i fell on the ground.
then this voice said that if i didn't wanna suffer
i had to do what he was telling me.
and i bought a gun.

this voices in my head
they tell me what to do
this voices in my head
they tell me what to do

i found a guy who was selling guns,
and asked if he could give me the one.
after a few talks a new 44 was laying in my pocket.
a voice returned with some targets and i chose
an alcoholic, who lived next street.
i came to his door and rang the bell,
after a minute or two he opened and stood still,
staring at me with his red tired eyes.
i was saying nothing, i took out my magnum and shot
his head, just between his [bad word] eyes.
and then i saw a baby...

(эта строчка просто по запарке потерялась:
it was his son, his mother died three years ago. i had)
to make sure that no one will know about my crime,
so i shot him too.
the voice said that i'm free now.
but i'm not.